, National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Sinking into the corridor.

In the past few days, Instructor Pu Shi led the players to draw the breath of death from the central seal area with the power of the seal stone.

Fang Heng pondered that he couldn't help the past anyway.

So after I went offline, I simply hid in the tent to rest under the pretext of cultivating sacred studies.

"Boss Fang! Something happened! Fang Heng? Are you there?"

Outside the tent, Li Shaoqiang hurried back, shouting and rushing into Fang Heng's tent.

"Boss! Something big happened!"

Fang Heng just lay down not long ago, and was still a little lost in sleep. He looked up and saw Li Shaoqiang who broke in outside.

Embarrassingly, he was caught on the spot.

Seeing Fang Heng sitting on the bed, Li Shaoqiang didn't think much of it, and hurried forward, "Fang Heng, don't sleep, there is an accident in the central seal area, hurry up and take a look."

Fang Heng woke up instantly.

"The central seal area?"

Li Shaoqiang added: "Mr. Pu Shi is in trouble."

Did something happen to the elder?

Fang Heng saw that Li Shaoqiang looked extremely anxious, and he didn't look like he was lying, so he quickly got up from the bed, "Don't worry, take me there and talk slowly."

"Um."

Li Shaoqiang stabilized his emotions.

Instructor Pu Shi encountered danger in the central area, and he did not know whether to live or die. Li Qingran's ability and qualifications were not enough to command the entire team. The entire player team was leaderless and very chaotic.

Li Shaoqiang saw that the situation was not good, and quickly came back to find Fang Heng.

The two of them accelerated all the way to the central area of ​​the Sinking Corridor.

Li Shaoqiang introduced the general situation to Fang Heng as succinctly as possible in a few words.

"Before we were in the central area to absorb and transfer the breath of death in the central hall through necromancy. When it was about noon, Teacher Pu Shi suddenly took us into the central area to check."

"I didn't expect a large-scale explosion of the breath of the dead world in the hall."

"The Kings Guard regained consciousness and entered a fighting stance to attack us."

"At that time, Teacher Pu Shi asked us to leave the central area of ​​the seal first, leaving alone to hold the kings to guard."

Fang Heng frowned, realizing that something was wrong, "Then what?"

"When we left the central area, the aura of undead broke out in the entire central area again, and Teacher Pu Shi was still trapped in the central area alone."

Li Shaoqiang's face was dignified, recalling the sudden burst of undead breath just now, he was still terrified, "Fang Heng, Li Qingran told us that she could no longer sense the breath of Teacher Pushi."

Can't even feel the breath?

Now it's troublesome.

Fang Heng secretly said something was wrong.



The central area of ​​the sunken corridor.

The strong breath of the dead world can't stop seeping out from the cracks in the ground and walls.

There are undead lifeforms that are rapidly condensing all around.

Players had to gather in place and form a circle to protect the central area from the intrusion of undead creatures from the outside world.

The sudden explosion of the breath of the dead world caused the players of the Association of the Undead to be confused for a while, and after arguing for a long time, they could not reach a consensus.

"We can't go back any more, we have to go back to find the teacher of Pu Shi, and we can't leave the teacher in there and ignore it."

"You said lightly, how do you go back? It's not like you haven't seen the situation inside."

Another high-level player frowned, "After finally running out, go in now and die?"

"We have to go to death. If something happens to Mr. Pu Shi, where can we go? Or should we go back and wait to die?"

"You can wait for rescue, I..."

"Don't make me laugh, the central sealing area has obviously been completely corroded, and the breath of the dead world has leaked. The Undead Research Association will likely choose to directly block the sinking corridor. We will just stay here and be buried together, rescue or something. It doesn't exist at all!"

Listening to the discussion, Li Qingran felt anxious.

Instructor Pu Shi was trapped in the central sealed area and his life and death were unknown. The players are now divided into two factions arguing endlessly.

One faction left the Central District and waited for rescue.

The other faction insisted that they must return to the central area to rescue Teacher Pu Shi.

Another faction retorted that the teacher of Pu Shi had probably already died long ago, and it would be useless to go back.

The other faction refuted it again, escaping back now is a slow death, and there is still a chance to fight back.

Neither side could convince the other, and they were deadlocked for a while.

Li Qingran tried to control the situation, but it didn't work.

What she wanted to say was constantly interrupted by other excited players.

At present, under the influence of the breath escaping from the dead world, more and more undead creatures began to gather in the sinking corridor. It had little effect for a while, but it took a long time...

The breath of death in the central area erupted too suddenly. Most of the players panicked for a while, and the team was extremely scattered. Li Qingran had been trying, but it was still difficult to convince the undead research association players to follow her instructions.

In the crowd, Qian Yaoyun stood behind the player, silent.

He is a nail that the twelve chaebols buried in the Association for the Study of the Undead, and he has been lurking in the association for nearly 20 years.

This time, he was entrusted by the twelve chaebols.

Because he was prepared in advance to sneak into the Corridor of Sinking, he carried a special item called 'Future Revelation'.

Through this prop, he can communicate with the outside world.

The communication effect of special props is not very good, and only one communication within 50 words can be made within 24 hours.

Just about three hours ago, UU Reading Qian Yaoyun received an urgent message from the twelve chaebols.

The goal of his mission this time has changed.

The upper echelons of the 12 chaebols hoped that Qian Yaoyun would give up the shrine of bones and immediately find an opportunity to destroy the central magic circle of the Sunken Corridor and trap Fang Heng completely in the Sunken Corridor.

Almost at the same time, Pu Shi seemed to have noticed something, and brought the player team into the central area of ​​the Sinking Corridor to check.

During the process of Instructor Pu Shi's inspection of the central magic circle, Qian Yaoyun took advantage of no one's attention, and secretly found an opportunity to move his hands and feet, causing a riot in the central area of ​​the bone shrine.

In line with the destruction and loosening of the seal of the entire dead world outside, the inside and the outside were combined, and the breath of the dead world suddenly erupted in the central area of ​​the submerged corridor, and the guards of the kings were awakened by life.

The awakened King's Guard immediately attacked the player.

In order to protect the evacuation of everyone, Pu Shi chose to stand alone against the guards of the kings and delay the time.

From that time on, Qian Yaoyun hid in the player group again and retreated with the players.

The mission has been completed.

The magic circle that seals the dead world has been destroyed, and no one will continue to save these people.

Qian Yaoyun thought to himself.

Everyone will die here.

It's all just a powerless struggle.

Qian Yaoyun is ready to die. He himself will not be able to live for long when he is seriously ill. When he dies, his living family can get the best resources and best care.

Just thinking about it, Qian Yaoyun found that the noisy surroundings gradually became quiet.

Looking up, a path was cleared in the crowd ahead.

Fang Heng walked in from the crowd.

Seeing Fang Heng, Qian Yaoyun had a rather bad feeling in his heart.

It's him again!